ohhh....its frustrating

Every night when i slip into my striped pyjamas all i can think of is "tonight is gonna be a good night" , but most of the time its no so!!! few hours of sound sleep can't prostrate a day's frustration......starting with the morning when i struggle to run ahead of time....bt always fail to do soo....ohh gone r the days when i used to challenge the source of energy!!! Now the mornings are lazy and all i do is plan my day.....impressive plans which hardly comes into action. first failure of the day frustrates me!!!
As i get ready to make a mark and leave for college......ohhh god.... my thngs play hide n seek wid me...as usual i don't find my ID card and most importantly the keys of my JET. I spend some more time looking for them...shouting at everyone who comes in my way....:/ ohhhh.....as usual i find the keys of my AIRBUS under the sofa cover....finally i rush for "JAIL"....indeed a jail...coz once u cross the bars , u can't pass through them b4 it strikes 3:00 pm. Everythng sounds soo usual bt still makes my life soo unusual.
As always , i get late for the first class bt now life takes a serious turn n i thnk beyond attending classes. I miss all the classes , one by one....wid the spirit of bunking rising wid the passage of each lecture. Sitting wid a bunch of nobodies who plan to b a somebody , i pity on everyone who attends the class. After a few hrs, i start to feel guilt, guilt of wasting my parent's money( my weak calculations deduced tht my parents paid 60 rs for a day....i wonder if i could jus reimburse the amount then i could have had 20 momos...ahhh random thought which makes my life even more random )....finally my sleeping conscience wakes me up to attend the last lecture. As i enter the class , all 60 eye balls scans me and shouts aloud " ohhhh even u exist ".
As usual i cross the barriers of embarrassment and put my ass on the last bench , again wid a bunch of nobodies who doesnt even wish to become a somebody. The lecture then begins......ahhh...no no......no botany, biotech or chem lecture....bt a real lecture.
No one really misses a chance to show us our positions...wid all kind of rude, uncivil, unmannerly, curt, brusque, impertinent, impudent, saucy comments SHE insults us. To maintain the decorum of the class we take all the arrows wid respectability and gentility. The second failure of the day frustrates me!!!!
Now even the hands of the clock shows mercy on us and quickly strikes 3:00.....forgetting the long tiring n insulting day i cross the bars wid all the passion...passion to prove my existence for the second half of the day.
Wid all the consumed energy i enter my house wid loads of expectations...expectations of getting a appetizing  meal...bt all my expectations prove to be a debacle!!! considering this as a failure ...i add it to my list...yeah...the third failure of the day frustrates me!!!!
Now passing the time here n dere.....surfing net, reading everyone's success story on how to crack RAT (name changed :P).....again forces me to visualize my failure.
And now....all tired of counting failures i vault into the bed......thinking of how to regain energy so as to take another day.....of which only GOD knws , would bring success or failure.

To end on a successful note,      “Try and fail, but don't fail to try.”